life is like an echo. ready this..
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A little boy got angry with his mother and shouted at her, "I hate you, I hate you." Because of fear of reprimand, he ran out of the house. He went up to the valley and shouted, "I hate you, I hate you," and the echo returned, "I hate you, I hate you." Having never heard an echo before, he was scared, and ran to his mother for protection. He said there was a bad boy in the valley who shouted "I hate you, I hate you" The mother understood and she asked her son to go back and shout, "I love you, I love you". The little boy went and shouted, "I love you, I love you," and back came the echo. That taught the little boy a lesson: Our life is like an echo. We get back what we give.
I have a new career opportunity for you. Here you go[^]. The saccharine nature of that makes me want to hurl.
I have CDO, it's OCD with the letters in the right order; just as they ruddy well should be
Forgive your enemies - it messes with their heads
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There are some really weird people on this planet - MIM.
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A little boy got angry with his mother and shouted at her, "I hate you, I hate you." Because of fear of reprimand, he ran out of the house. He went up to the valley and shouted, "I hate you, I hate you," and the echo returned, "I hate you, I hate you." Having never heard an echo before, he was scared, and ran to his mother for protection. He said there was a bad boy in the valley who shouted "I hate you, I hate you" The mother understood and she asked her son to go back and shout, "I love you, I love you". The little boy went and shouted, "I love you, I love you," and back came the echo. That taught the little boy a lesson: Our life is like an echo. We get back what we give.
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I have a new career opportunity for you. Here you go[^]. The saccharine nature of that makes me want to hurl.
I have CDO, it's OCD with the letters in the right order; just as they ruddy well should be
Forgive your enemies - it messes with their heads
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A little boy got angry with his mother and shouted at her, "I hate you, I hate you." Because of fear of reprimand, he ran out of the house. He went up to the valley and shouted, "I hate you, I hate you," and the echo returned, "I hate you, I hate you." Having never heard an echo before, he was scared, and ran to his mother for protection. He said there was a bad boy in the valley who shouted "I hate you, I hate you" The mother understood and she asked her son to go back and shout, "I love you, I love you". The little boy went and shouted, "I love you, I love you," and back came the echo. That taught the little boy a lesson: Our life is like an echo. We get back what we give.
Since this is the second time you post something like this here, and you have been told before to go to GIT with it. I can only assume you either enjoy the low votes or you don't know what GIT is or where it is so here is a link: General Indian Topics[^] These kind of stories will be received much better over there.
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Since this is the second time you post something like this here, and you have been told before to go to GIT with it. I can only assume you either enjoy the low votes or you don't know what GIT is or where it is so here is a link: General Indian Topics[^] These kind of stories will be received much better over there.
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A little boy got angry with his mother and shouted at her, "I hate you, I hate you." Because of fear of reprimand, he ran out of the house. He went up to the valley and shouted, "I hate you, I hate you," and the echo returned, "I hate you, I hate you." Having never heard an echo before, he was scared, and ran to his mother for protection. He said there was a bad boy in the valley who shouted "I hate you, I hate you" The mother understood and she asked her son to go back and shout, "I love you, I love you". The little boy went and shouted, "I love you, I love you," and back came the echo. That taught the little boy a lesson: Our life is like an echo. We get back what we give.
Eswa wrote:
He said there was a bad boy in the valley who shouted "I hate you, I hate you"
So he went back and got his Uzi and then shot the bad boy dead...dead I say to you...die commie bastard, die!
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A little boy got angry with his mother and shouted at her, "I hate you, I hate you." Because of fear of reprimand, he ran out of the house. He went up to the valley and shouted, "I hate you, I hate you," and the echo returned, "I hate you, I hate you." Having never heard an echo before, he was scared, and ran to his mother for protection. He said there was a bad boy in the valley who shouted "I hate you, I hate you" The mother understood and she asked her son to go back and shout, "I love you, I love you". The little boy went and shouted, "I love you, I love you," and back came the echo. That taught the little boy a lesson: Our life is like an echo. We get back what we give.
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Eswa wrote:
He said there was a bad boy in the valley who shouted "I hate you, I hate you"
So he went back and got his Uzi and then shot the bad boy dead...dead I say to you...die commie bastard, die!
Ah, a heart warming tale of JSOP in his youth.
I have CDO, it's OCD with the letters in the right order; just as they ruddy well should be
Forgive your enemies - it messes with their heads
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Ah, a heart warming tale of JSOP in his youth.
I have CDO, it's OCD with the letters in the right order; just as they ruddy well should be
Forgive your enemies - it messes with their heads
:laugh: I know. I thought of what JSOP "might" do in a situation like that.
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A little boy got angry with his mother and shouted at her, "I hate you, I hate you." Because of fear of reprimand, he ran out of the house. He went up to the valley and shouted, "I hate you, I hate you," and the echo returned, "I hate you, I hate you." Having never heard an echo before, he was scared, and ran to his mother for protection. He said there was a bad boy in the valley who shouted "I hate you, I hate you" The mother understood and she asked her son to go back and shout, "I love you, I love you". The little boy went and shouted, "I love you, I love you," and back came the echo. That taught the little boy a lesson: Our life is like an echo. We get back what we give.
I'm glad you posted this. Until now I'd been under the impression it was like a box of chocolates.
Henry Minute Do not read medical books! You could die of a misprint. - Mark Twain Girl: (staring) "Why do you need an icy cucumber?" “I want to report a fraud. The government is lying to us all.”
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I'm glad you posted this. Until now I'd been under the impression it was like a box of chocolates.
Henry Minute Do not read medical books! You could die of a misprint. - Mark Twain Girl: (staring) "Why do you need an icy cucumber?" “I want to report a fraud. The government is lying to us all.”
My box was missing a few
I wasn't, now I am, then I won't be anymore.
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I'm glad you posted this. Until now I'd been under the impression it was like a box of chocolates.
Henry Minute Do not read medical books! You could die of a misprint. - Mark Twain Girl: (staring) "Why do you need an icy cucumber?" “I want to report a fraud. The government is lying to us all.”
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My box was missing a few
I wasn't, now I am, then I won't be anymore.
As was Hitler's, I am led to believe.
Henry Minute Do not read medical books! You could die of a misprint. - Mark Twain Girl: (staring) "Why do you need an icy cucumber?" “I want to report a fraud. The government is lying to us all.”
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A little boy got angry with his mother and shouted at her, "I hate you, I hate you." Because of fear of reprimand, he ran out of the house. He went up to the valley and shouted, "I hate you, I hate you," and the echo returned, "I hate you, I hate you." Having never heard an echo before, he was scared, and ran to his mother for protection. He said there was a bad boy in the valley who shouted "I hate you, I hate you" The mother understood and she asked her son to go back and shout, "I love you, I love you". The little boy went and shouted, "I love you, I love you," and back came the echo. That taught the little boy a lesson: Our life is like an echo. We get back what we give.
But Benny Hill said that life is like a double bed. I know whom to believe.
I wanna be a eunuchs developer! Pass me a bread knife!
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I'm glad you posted this. Until now I'd been under the impression it was like a box of chocolates.
Henry Minute Do not read medical books! You could die of a misprint. - Mark Twain Girl: (staring) "Why do you need an icy cucumber?" “I want to report a fraud. The government is lying to us all.”
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A little boy got angry with his mother and shouted at her, "I hate you, I hate you." Because of fear of reprimand, he ran out of the house. He went up to the valley and shouted, "I hate you, I hate you," and the echo returned, "I hate you, I hate you." Having never heard an echo before, he was scared, and ran to his mother for protection. He said there was a bad boy in the valley who shouted "I hate you, I hate you" The mother understood and she asked her son to go back and shout, "I love you, I love you". The little boy went and shouted, "I love you, I love you," and back came the echo. That taught the little boy a lesson: Our life is like an echo. We get back what we give.
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Eswa wrote:
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A little boy got angry with his mother and shouted at her, "I hate you, I hate you." Because of fear of reprimand, he ran out of the house. He went up to the valley and shouted, "I hate you, I hate you," and the echo returned, "I hate you, I hate you." Having never heard an echo before, he was scared, and ran to his mother for protection. He said there was a bad boy in the valley who shouted "I hate you, I hate you" The mother understood and she asked her son to go back and shout, "I love you, I love you". The little boy went and shouted, "I love you, I love you," and back came the echo. That taught the little boy a lesson: Our life is like an echo. We get back what we give.
No, I disagree. Life is like a bath. The longer you stay in it, the more wrinkled you get.
A while ago he asked me what he should have printed on my business cards. I said 'Wizard'. I read books which nobody else understand. Then I do something which nobody understands. After that the computer does something which nobody understands. When asked, I say things about the results which nobody understand. But everybody expects miracles from me on a regular basis. Looks to me like the classical definition of a wizard.
